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"You're in love with me," he said with a straight face. "It's totally obvious."

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Most of the lockers seemed to contain normal items; schoolbooks, crumbled school uniforms, contraband bags of chips hidden from security guards, the usual. However, as Maverick opened locker 142, he would find nothing inside except a knife coated with blood.

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She frowned, slipping the helmet on over her head, her frizzy orange hair sticking out of the bottom.